Gu Zhiqi had been in Yueqi Village for five or six days, and it was only today that it rained, so she chose to go into the mountains.
She had originally come just to try her luck, but unexpectedly, her luck wasn't bad, allowing her to find two plants at once.
"The flower, picked from the mountains?" A low and husky voice sounded beside her ear.
Gu Zhiqi's ears twitched slightly; she looked up, and following the voice, she saw its owner.
It was that man dressed in white ancient attire.
"Mhm." Gu Zhiqi only glanced at Su Yunling once before looking away.
Su Yunling's narrow peach blossom eyes squinted slightly, showing a lazy and casual demeanor as he sat down on the stone slab next to Gu Zhiqi, then looked at the flower in her hand and said, "Are you selling the flower?"
Gu Zhiqi: ?
She glanced sideways at Su Yunling, "Not selling."
Upon hearing this, Su Yunling appeared slightly disappointed.
"Crushed Ice Rain Mist?!"
